Prada Hardrock

[Intro]
Woah, uh, yeah
Mhm

[Pre-Chorus]
Prada bag with the Givenchy
We gettin' racks, we get plenty
Sorry baby, I been busy
Smokin' on gas with my twizzy, woah
We met a couple thots straight out the party, they said they was straight out the city, woah
Push up to party, they hear that I'm comin', they put them lil' thots in a frenzy, woah

[Chorus]
Booted up, booted up, booted, yeah
Nigga got shot, better shoot it, yeah
Showin' that gun, better use it, yeah
This shit get deeper than music, yeah
Opps finna' make a nigga lose it
Swipe a nigga card, he better not lose it, yeah
Mob tiеs we on some cool shit, yeah
Mob tiеs, pull up and shoot shit, yeah

[Verse]
Yeah, I was in the field puttin' in work, them niggas was frolickin', yeah
Before I started puttin' in work, a nigga was ballin' deep, yeah
Shout out my boy with work, he done see me do all of this, yeah
I turned to a boss, Slattydon, from a lil' kid, yeah
Told my niggas I gotta' go lock in, so I did, yeah
They said you better go talk your shit, so I did, yeah
Them niggas ain't smokin' shit, they smokin' mid, yeah
Had my shooter go pop that bitch, he was talkin' big, yeah
Don't shy away from the game
Get your money up, don't be lame
Money comin' in, it's insane
I been catchin' flights, catchin' planes
We been cashin' in, buyin' things
We been makin' moves, doin' things
You won't see me down bad again
Things go my way, hoes come my way
I gotta' make sure I'm paid
I gotta' make sure we straight
Pipe up, pipe up, Imma do what it take
Light it up, light it up, nigga gon' see his fate
Lock in, lock in, we gon' go get some cake
Big heavy automatic Drac' all in your face
I done blocked all the haters, I done cut all the fake
Niggas tried to hop on, they way too late
Gotta' put in some work before you get some' to take
If you ain't tryna' help me, get out of the way